“Aye, Ah’m transitioning tae a lesbeen,” Jock explained”Ah ken its been a while but youse was a pussy fiend when youse was last around these p...arts,” Andy observed.Jock continued. “Ah been down London an’ I thought I was hame sick and I saw a shrink an she said she used to be a guy and she was never happy until she transitionated and had her balls cut off and she thought I might be the same like.”“Whit, You a Homo?” Andy asked stunned.“No, I’m becoming a Lesbeen,” Jock explained, “No more. Easing her swimsuit further I soon had a view of her slightly rounded belly, followed by her thick black untrimmed pubic hair. I watched her gently drying between her legs before she pulled on her white panties. She then attended to her big tits carefully drying them before hiding them inside her vast white bra. She continued to dress and left oblivious of the fact she had been secretly observed for my sexual gratification. Next a plump woman in her early 50s entered wearing grey sweat pants. I've given you the ultimate married man's fantasy, and I'm not about to let you fucking go without giving you a great finish. Or," she added as an afterthought, "uns**thed."That worried me more. "Rachel," I said, and then another hard smack, followed by two more quickly, one following the other in rapid succession. I cried out."The wonderful thing about this paddle," she said, "is that I don't have to alternate between your cheeks. One swing, two cheeks. It's great. It's wide and long enough to. Ever so carefully, I tried to carry the table with one hand, trying not to ram it into the beautiful wood railings on the steps as I attempted to grab my sweats and pull them up with my other.Mindy was now grinning as she watched me struggle. She'd gently push on the table to prevent me from pulling up my pants, which now had dropped to the point where my ass was being overly exposed. "Wait! I've really got to pull up my..." I began to say."You're one step from the deck!" she bluntly said..